Scott : PIDDLES! Y﻿ou in there? Hey Piddles, you can come out now. Piddles please... don't be gone... I need you Piddles. Well, *sniff* at least there's some stuff I can grab.Scott's eyes instantly gravitate towards the Trusty Cloc﻿k that he'd received for his 13th Birthday and decided that their emotional bond was too strong to even consider leaving it behind. Lying on the ground near the Trusty Clock was his Laptop which surprisingly had survived the apocalypse with little to no damage. Scott decided that it may come in handy, and that if he ever got bored it could provide some decent fun, as long as there is someway to charge the battery. As he began the trek towards the stairs, Scott took a gander towards the kitchen and saw some Cat Food and Canned Pineapple. Obviously, he was a human and therefore requires food to survive so he picked up both the Pineapples and Piddles' Cat Food of whatever cat food actually is (probably plastic).﻿